A woman who knows her worth
She has put up with worse
She will bend but will never break
Falling from grace is not new to her
She is no intrepid, just mastering her fears
Rises up to scale the next mountain ahead
She may occasionally swim in an ocean of lies
Yet she is daring enough to draw the line
Discern what must go and what to keep
She has learned to burn bridges and build walls
Fortify those deserving and willing to pave new roads
She knows words are cheap and let actions speak
Never will she settle in any less she deserve to receive
Albeit far from flawless and at times dull
Her idiosyncrasies may come as daunting
She faces her own demons, she bleeds and mourns
The battles she choose prove her anything but a saint
Her scars may be written in the sand, some in clear black ink
But would always find the little girl lost in a woman’s labyrinth
Conjure her own potions and learn her magic spells
Revel in the delicate and mysterious life offers
Love herself fully as no one ever will do any better
Emerge more exquisite as yet she will ever be
Conquer worlds she put her heart into
She will be a diamond and the rock to lean unto
Written by the Author in March of 2021
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